The Aide

The Aide The swimming pool’s wall was decked out with Swiss flags making the scene solemn and legal, Charles, his real name Herbert, but he thought Charles have him an royal air, was leading an alabaster skinned, thin woman into the pool, she was naked save from a pair of heavy, leaded boots. They waded to the deep till submerged, he had instructed her not to hold her breath, but just let it happen it would be quicker that way. But she held her breath till bubbles came out of her mouth and nostrils and her struggle to reach to the surface ended and she looked like a rare sea plant swaying gently in the flow. Charles got out of the pool his job done, elderly now, but with a body that would make a suit or uniform look good, he had the contented air of a man who had found his proper vocation in life.